Festival in 7

[Verse 1]

Plastic cup in my right hand

Kick drum from some far-off stage

You spin once in that green bandana

Laugh too loud, I forget my age

[Chorus]

We got that festival in 7

Counting off sky-blue bars

You lean on me on the off-beat

Snare hits under the stars

Festival in 7

Can’t sit still, can’t come down

Every odd-side step we’re taking

Turns this dirt into holy ground (oh yeah)

[Verse 2]

Trumpet cuts through the warm air

Sax line chases it, side by side

Your hips quote every little phrase

You improvise on my pride

[Chorus]

We got that festival in 7

Counting off sky-blue bars

You lean on me on the off-beat

Snare hits under the stars

Festival in 7

Can’t sit still, can’t come down

Every odd-side step we’re taking

Turns this dirt into holy ground (hey!)

I’m lost in your crooked rhythm

And the colored smoke in your hair

[Chorus]

We got that festival in 7

Counting off sky-blue bars

You lean on me on the off-beat

Snare hits under the stars

Festival in 7

Can’t sit still, can’t come down

Every odd-side step we’re taking

Turns this dirt into holy ground